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Chapter 7 Why are you even here?
Damon's POV
Damon jerked awake. What the hell had happened? Sunlight streamed in through the blinds. He sat up on the couch only to have the photo album fall from his chest.
His phone vibrated on the glass coffee table playing the theme to mortal combat. His hand groped around until he grabbed it, running a hand over his stubbly cheeks.
"What?"
Anyone calling this early did not deserve a civil tone.
"Dude, you're the one that told me to call you as soon as I had any results." Conner said from the other side of the line.
"And?" Damon asked half heartedly
"Well, your Bonnie…um, Bennett, is the one that bled in that alley."
That got Damon's eyes to open. Only then did he realize he wasn't in his apartment, but hers.
"Oh shit."
"What?" Conner asked.
Damon surveyed his surroundings. Empty merlot bottle on the table. Hamster in the corner. Photo album on the floor. Yep this was Bonnie's apartment all right.
"Nothing." Damon said.
"Dude, that was so not a nothing kind of 'oh shit'."
Damon knew Conner. He was like the office TMZ. If there was a scandal, he would find it. Best to be as honest as possible and hope Conner just didn't find the information juicy enough to pursue.
"Oh, I just woke up in some strange woman's apartment."
"Finally!" Conner exclaimed "So I take it that you hooked up with that Rebekah chick from the internet dating site?"
Damon shook his head, more to clear it than thinking that Conner could see him. "No no just someone I met last night. You don't know her. Hell even I don't know her."
"He shoots and he scores." Conner said laughing.
"Yeah a three pointer that's me."
Conner seemed satisfied with that and moved on. "So did Ms. Bennett come home last night?"
Okay he had moved on to a sensitive topic. Damon needed to move this conversation onto more stable ground.
"Anything on the tire tracks from the crime scene?"
"Oh just the kidnappers ever-lasting favorite. A van. I'm going to go out on a limb and say domestic van. Paneled. My bet? No back or side windows."
"That wouldn't be a bad bet. Anything else?" Damon asked.
"Well your girl has moved around a lot."
Damon picked up the photo album and flipped to the one of Bonnie out on a picnic with her family.
"Where do her parents live?"
"Sorry." Conner said "they died in a car accident back in 04."
Damon flipped to the picture where Bonnie's engagement ring was prominent.
"Husband?" Damon asked.
"Nope." Conner responded. "No marriage license or birth records under her name."
"No one to miss her." Damon said.
"Huh?"
Damon shook off his melancholy and flipped through more pictures she was engaged once Damon explained I believe back in Baltimore. "Could you track him down?"
"Dude I'm off in ten minutes."
"Well if you want the number for miss easy from last night you better get moving."
That got Conner motivated. "On it." he said just before he clicked off his phone.
Damon shut his phone gathered a few photos from the album and rose to leave. Unfortunately the movement also stirred his body order. Not a pleasant experience. He sniffed under his arms. How long had it been since he showered?
He glanced up the steps to bonnie bedroom. There was a master bedroom, equipped with claw footed tub. It looked long enough that even Damon could stretch out in it.
Looking over to the hamster Damon asked Herbie. "Don't thinks she'd mind if I used her shower do you?"
The hamster responded by rubbing his face with his little white paws then twitching his whiskers
"Me either." Damon said bounding up the stairs.
Kol's POV
Kol sat pulling strips of cloth from a blanket as bonnie slept beside him. Her ample bosom rose and fell in a nice steady pattern. It was almost hypnotizing. Then she started awake, her metal fragment at the ready.
"Not feeling all that grateful. Got it."
The rest of the men were busy chanting, "bacon, bacon, bacon."
"What's happening?" Bonnie asked.
Jeremy had been wound up all morning, eager to play with his new friend, so Kol let him field this one.
"Traditionally whenever we get fresh meat beacon is served."
"It's quite the event." Tyler confirmed.
"You mean someone is coming in?" bonnie asked.
"Don't get too excited." Kol said "it's just Igor."
The metal door screech open as a food cart was rolled in by Igor. The guy had a limp nearly dragging his left leg, a lazy eye and a bald head. You could see even though no one knew his name everyone called him Igor. You could see the disappointment on Bonnies face
"I warned you."
Still she cried out. "Help!"
As the mute man wheeled the cart forward the fragrance of bacon filled the room. Then the wheels caught on something Alaric's something and stopped.
"Ha!" Tyler chuckled Alaric "looks like were having sausage instead. Yours!"
Igor ignored everything around him. Instead he tried to trudge ahead but the flesh in the wheel wouldn't allow him to.
He bent over and grabbed the offending appendage and pulled it out. The phallus hung limp in his hands. He then tossed the penis into a small; trash bucket on the cart.
"Oh!" Jeremy cried out "that had to hurt!"
"Help me!" bonnie screamed. Clearly she wasn't exactly getting the picture here.
"He's deaf." Elijah said.
"Or just really really stupid." Klaus added.
Stefan began his prayer "god is great god is good."
Bonnie shook the bars. "Please please you've got to help me!"
Igor completely ignored her and passed out trays of bacon to the other men per usual Igor would wait for the men to back away then shove the tray in. the men would wait until he backed away to the next cell before descending on their food tray
Bonnie shoved her arms through the bars trying to get Igor's attention. "Please just let me out."
Instead of coming closer though Igor moved away from Kol's cell.
"You have to give him room or he won't give you your bacon."
"Please please please." Bonnie begged. "Just unlock the door."
Instead though he fed Alaric. The large man crawled over to his tray wrapping one arm around it to protect it as he shoved bacon into his mouth.
"Bitch, once I get my strength back, you'd better watch yourself. Not even Kol can save you."
Well Kol would disagree but the shape Alaric was in?
He might as well let the poor sap have his fantasy.
"Please!" Bonnie begged her voice going up an octave. "You've got to help me!"
Actually Igor didn't have to do anything as he rounded up the empty trays and headed back out the door.
"Don't leave!" Bonnie screamed. "Please don't."
Bonnie's POV
Igor passed at the door. Had her plea worked? The odd man turned on his heel. For the first time since her abduction bonnie felt a swell of hope. However he did not come over to her, instead he milled around the mid-section of the cart.
"Please I'll…" Bonnie gulped "I'll do anything..."
And at this moment she meant it.
"Sure, right." Klaus snorted "That's what you say now, but then your little knife comes out and 'whack'."
Bonnie ignored the rapist and focused on Igor. "Please." she said more silky than desperate. "I'll be so grateful."
Igor rose up with a box full of cupcakes. Cupcakes. This place was so wrong, just wrong.
He set a cupcake in front of each cell then abruptly left.
"No, no, no, no, no, no!" Bonnie cried but the man went out the door then slammed it shut.
Kol put his hand on her shoulder. Bonnie spun around the metal fragment at the ready. She might be ready to offer herself to a strange man but Kol? Unless he had a key out of here. No way
"I told you Webster's."
Kol held up his hands in surrender. "If there's desert out there then there's going to be a free-for-all soon."
The cold sound of a metal lock reverberated through the dungeon.
Bonnie rushed to the cell door "No, come back!"
Damon's POV
Damon came down the stairs drying out his ears with a plush Egyptian cotton towels. Bonnie's home phone rang several times as he wrapped the bath sheet around his waist.
The answering machine beeped "Bonnie I'm not sure if we got our wire crossed, but it thought you were coming in this morning."
"Well somebody beside s Herbie is missing you." Damon commented.
The voice went on. "Look we're really shorthanded so if you get this message, please call."
Damon checked the caller id. "West Valley Women's Shelter."
He felt his breath catch in his chest. It couldn't be.
"No!" he yelled to Herbie as he grabbed his clothes.
Kol's POV
Kol continued ripping sheets strips while he watched as bonnie leaned her forehead against the bars. Her arms were still out as if begging could bring Igor through the door.
"Please." she whispered into the dungeon "come back."
Stefan of course was reciting a scripture as the rest of the men pre pared for the free for all.
"He's not coming back." Elijah said.
Bonnie stood up blinking a few times tears streaked down her face. "I shouldn't be here. This is some horrible mistake."
"Yes yes it is." Elijah agreed. of course Elijah agreed. His whole gentleman, white knight MO required empathy.
"Just like me. I shouldn't be here either. A case of mistaken identity. A travesty."
"Look." Jeremy announced excitedly. "Some of the cupcakes have sprinkles!"
Klaus snored "seriously you're the one that shouldn't be here."
"You don't even qualify as a serial killer." Tyler commented.
"That's a lie!" Jeremy shouted back. "By the FBI's guidelines I've killed three people on three separate occasions with no motive such as monetary gain. I did it for the pleasure of it."
"Yeah right." Alaric teased although the strain clearly showed on his face as he balled up in pain. "The first one you…. you…"
Since it didn't look like the poor sap was going to finish any time soon Tyler continued. "You accidently stepped on the guy's oxygen tubing."
"No!" Jeremy protested "I just convinced everyone it was an accident."
"You tried to give the guy CPR, ya dork!" Tyler said. "You had no idea that you were choking him off."
Jeremy tossed his head in indignation. "I still caused his death and got a taste for it."
Klaus laughed harshly. "Excuse me? Your second kill was a broad in a coma. How hard is it to kill someone who is fucking brain dead?"
After a pouted Jeremy crossed his arms. "My third wasn't."
Tyler shook his head. "Yeah but she was eighty-seven and senile and paralyzed from the waist down."
"Plus." Klaus stated. "You killed her in her sleep!"
Jeremy straighten up. "Still she woke up and put up a fight, man."
Kol was used to the banter. What else did everyone have to do in the dungeon during the long hours of down time? Bonnie though was crying again. Quietly but still crying.
"Are you ready to listen?" Kol asked.
She shook her head, causing tears to spray across the bed. "Leave me alone."
"Once those doors open?" Kol said. "There will be no negotiating. No amount of gratitude will save you. It will all be pain."
"Just leave me alone!" she shouted brandishing her metal fragment again.
Ok, I knew you might have some questions, esp, about Igor. like why he's there? answer = I like igors, I think they add creepiness to the story.
What do you think? Are Igor's creepy?
What do you think about Jeremy lol ( I love writing his character! )
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Next time on: The House Of Seven,
All the doors will open at once, and weapons will drop from the ceiling...
All hell breaks loose. The weapons range from assault riffles, machete's to even a spatula...
No one is safe. Game on bitches!
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